"You keep her away from me!"

Qu Nanxiu stepped forward angrily and pushed the arm of the man in white away.

"What are you doing!"

The other party also pushed him, and unwillingly stepped on him.

Qu Nanxiu didn't even think about the pain, he just felt ridiculous - Yun Xian, who seemed to be high-end and high-grade, and who was fascinated by death, would actually use this kind of trick of a marketman, with no grace at all, and he didn't know what to say next.

But......

"Guy, guy, what are you talking about? Okay, what are you pushing people for? Do you want popcorn and rice cakes?"

The uncle shouted in a hurry, Qu Nanxiu finally came back to his senses, oh, it turned out to be a ghost from the illusion again!

The white light, which plays a role in prompting, appears less and less obviously, and tends to "cross" more and more seamlessly, which is really difficult to distinguish between virtual and real, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Look up, where is the white-clothed fairy in the fantasy world who stepped on himself, he had already dramatically changed to an aunt with a big waist and a round waist, staring at him angrily, and his eyes seemed to be fighting with himself.

Qu Nanxiu's mind was blank, he was stunned for three seconds, and suddenly decided to resolve it with three embarrassing laughs: "Ha! Ha! Ha! I'm sorry, I'm a student at the Academy of Drama, and my mind was full of scripts just now.

This explanation didn't have much effect, and the aunt pointed to her own waist (if she still has a waist): "You just pushed me here, flashing my waist, I can't walk, what do you say!"

Qu Nanxiu stretched out half of his hand and retracted it, it was obviously inappropriate to rub it for other people's aunts by himself.

"Why do you still want to insult me?

Qu Nanxiu looked at the aunt's face full of meat, and was very aggrieved: "I really don't mean to insult you, okay?"

The aunt was full of anger: "Then you take me to the hospital for an examination! Either pay me for medical expenses, mental damage, and reputation damage!"

Qu Nan Husheng swallowed his saliva, speechless, thinking, your weight is about to step on my toes. But good men don't fight with women, and he's really not good at quarreling.

"How much does it cost?"

"Five hundred!"

"If you lose, you will pay, it's not a big deal!" Xiaoqu touched his pocket, "I don't have much cash left on me today, can I get a discount?"

Auntie crossed her hands and waist: "Okay, you kid scolded me for being two hundred and five!"

"No, no, no, I really don't mean that, those three hundred, three hundred!"

"Deal!"

Qu Nanxiu broke the fortune and gave the money, but he didn't forget to take the popcorn and rice cake and run away.

touched a woman, not a beauty, three hundred a second, some people think he has lost a lot, but he thinks that time is the most valuable, rather than wasting time on grinding his mouth, it is better to settle it quickly and save time to do something meaningful.

However, this month's meal cost is estimated to be weight loss.

At this time, the mobile phone rang again, and at a glance, good guy, eighteen missed calls, all of them were Professor Luo's!

Apologies.

"Hehe, Professor, you were right. ”

"Xiaoqu, why didn't you answer the phone?

Qu Nanxiu said something about it, and Luo Renyan was very afraid: "Oh, if one day you hallucinate in the middle of the road, or provoke someone you shouldn't mess with, it will be dangerous." Looks like I'm going to have to put the rest of the stuff aside and figure it out. By the way, do you have a history of epilepsy in your family?"

"No, does it have anything to do with epilepsy?"

"Epilepsy is a chronic disease in which neurons in the brain suddenly and abnormally discharge, resulting in transient brain dysfunction, and it doesn't match you too much. I'll look into the research again. ”

On the way back to school, Qu Nanxiu has been thinking about the illusion. Unlike the usual dream and waking up and not remembering anything, every plot in the fantasy is really remembered, even including the patterns on Yue Yunze's white clothes.

Qu Nanxiu has always wondered, why can the clouds and dark flowers on Yue Yunze's clothes move by themselves?

The robe is like a sky, and the pattern is the clouds and clouds, with a thousand postures and infinite changes, as if someone took a picture of the changes of the wind blowing the clouds in the sky, and then released it a little quickly. It's obviously a white cloud, but under the illumination of the light, it changes its angle slightly, and it glows with a colorful luster.

There is also a pendant around his waist, which is in the shape of a cloud, which also slowly changes the shape of Miaoman, but it is always as snow-white and transparent as mutton fat jade. The jade pendant is also decorated with an elegant silver silk spike as a decoration, and the two complement each other, and the beauty is incomparable.

No wonder some people call him Yunxian, like a wonderful fairy tale.

The phone rang hurriedly again, it was Uncle Yan.

"Xiaoqu, are you busy now?Can you come back to the store for a while, there's something wrong!"

Listening to this tone, it must be a very important thing. Although Qu Nanxiu had just left the store, he did not hesitate to turn back.

Their finger cake shop is located at the bottom of the community, the location is the most inconspicuous, and it is currently supported by old customers.

Uncle Yan leaned on crutches and pointed out to another shop two hundred meters away.

"Isn't that a hot pot restaurant there?"

"Well, maybe the boss didn't think the business was going well and didn't do it. ”

Now it is being renovated simply, there is no signboard, and it is impossible to see what the new tenants are going to use for business, but the area is five or six times larger than that of Qu Nanxiu's.

Qu Nanxiu smiled and joked: "Uncle Yan, I don't have the funds to expand the store now." ”

Uncle Yan's expression was very serious: "I've inquired, someone has already rented this place, and they also plan to sell finger cakes, which is obviously to steal business with us!"

"Such a coincidence?" Qu Nanxiu was stunned for a moment, and then comforted Uncle Yan: "Business competition is very normal. However, our service, hygiene, and taste are all first-class, plus they have such a large area, the rent is much higher than ours, and the price of the cake has to be sold expensively to make money. ”

Uncle Yan felt that it made sense, but he couldn't completely let go, and only said that he would pay close attention to the matter.

The shop was renovated and cleaned at a breakneck pace, with workers constantly coming in and out.

By the evening of the next day, the furniture and equipment had already begun to be moved inside.

Early in the morning of the third day, a big golden signboard was hung out: "Lao Wang Hand Finger Cake"!

Are all the people who call Lao Wang like this now?

Uncle Yan sent Aunt Sun to disguise herself as an ordinary customer and infiltrate the store to find out the price and the situation inside.

After a while, Aunt Sun came back dejectedly and said that the price of others is half of ours, the first week of opening also buy one to increase one, the second week began to give away drinks, the service speed is fast, the manpower is twice as ours, several beautiful little girls, the machine is brand new, the advertising is also very strong, the surrounding several communities have been promoted, and now the store is full, and there are many annual cards.

Aunt Sun is a more emotional person, and she was about to cry at the end. Uncle Yan and sister-in-law Yan comforted her for a while, but they were all silent, quite worried about the future of the store.

Sure enough, "Brother Qu's Finger Cakes" is deserted today, and there is no business. Some regular customers are just about to enter the door, and they are attracted by the excitement over there. The same goes for the next day.

It's half cheaper over there and you can buy one and get one free, who will have trouble with the money?

On the third day, Aunt Sun resigned.

Qu Nanxiu expressed his understanding, did not keep it, and only paid more wages.

He already knew the cost of this business, and wondered where there was any money to be made by his competitors in doing this, unless, their purpose was not to make money.

What else can that do?

Is it specifically to bring down our store?

Who is so boring, sparing no manpower, money and material resources, just to go against my humble little business?

- Only Shao Shuai.

He was worried that he had no evidence when he didn't come, but when he heard the person in the store answer the phone, he called "Shao Ye Shao Ye".

Qu Nanxiu understood.

Originally, a few employees had a point, and the profit they got was only a few hundred yuan per month, and they still had to buy goods and worry about it, so it seemed that it didn't make much sense to stick to it.

But for Uncle Yan and sister-in-law, whether this store has or not, the meaning is different, this small shop is all the source of life for the husband and wife.

Besides, if you tolerate it again and again, and if you don't do anything, won't you always be trampled under the feet of that person surnamed Shao?

But if he is tough, he doesn't have so much money to compete with others, and he can't sacrifice the interests of Uncle Yan and sister-in-law.

Song Guangming had a lot of ideas, and Qu Nanxiu decided to discuss it with him first.

How do you know that when a phone call comes, the other party is more painful than him!

Brother Song has always been witty, humorous and funny, and at this moment, a big man is actually ...... I'm crying!

Qu Nanxiu was a little panicked: "Don't worry, what's going on?"

Song Guangming reported an address.

Qu Nanxiu was exhausted this night. When he arrived, Song Guangming was leaning on the railing of the pedestrian bridge and drinking, alone. Compared with the traffic under the bridge, it seems that his figure is very lonely.

As soon as he saw Qu Nanxiu, he burst into tears: "My wife has pancreatic cancer and is in advanced ......"

As he spoke, he hugged Qu Nanxiu and cried bitterly.

Qu Nanxiu heard a thunderclap in his ears.

He remembers that his cancer textbooks mentioned that the five-year survival rate of pancreatic cancer was only 4.4%, making it one of the worst malignant tumors in recovery.

"I used to think she wasn't plump enough, no wonder she was so thin, the early symptoms of pancreatic cancer are loss of appetite, vomiting, diarrhea, it's no wonder she can be fat!"

Xiaoqu remembered how Song Guangming complained to himself about his wife's boredom before, and listening to his tone at that time, I really wanted to leave her one day who was "forced to marry her and had no love". And not long ago, he had a hot fight with Xiaoman, and he didn't seem to care about his wife's thoughts at all.

Song Guangming beat his chest: "I was wrong, really wrong, I thought I didn't care at all, but I heard that she didn't have much left, and I found that I still cared and loved her! Why is fate so cruel, why is such an important matter, let me figure it out now! I really regret it!"

Whenever he heard others say regret in their hearts, Qu Nanxiu remembered the regret medicine that Professor Luo was developing.

He thought, should I make a list and write down all these people who need regret medicine, so that in the future, regret medicine will come out, and their pain can be relieved as soon as possible.